Two days later, on the fairy boat, Li Badao walked out of the underworld with a respectful look on his face. Lin Hao, who was following him, looked like a walking corpse, with a numb expression.

"Sir, he has explained everything."

Li Badao saluted respectfully: "From childhood to adulthood, everything is fine. If there is nothing left to say, I guess he has forgotten it himself."

"Sir, what you want to know... I have already said that now I just want to seek peace and spend the rest of my life in the underworld."

Lin Hao looked at Fang Chen, and his eyes were filled with light.

"You just said that during this period, you have captured a lot of spiritual-killing monks, and where are they locked up?"

Fang Chen smiled faintly.

"In Handan Kingdom, the king of Handan Kingdom is also the spirit king of the Blood Spirit Sect. He was secretly promoted to the divination stage a few years ago. It seems to be a third-grade rank, but in fact it already has the second-grade means. The Lingshou Si did not know about this and was captured by the king of Handan Kingdom."

Lin Haodao.

Fang Chen glanced at Li Badao, and Li Badao nodded slightly: "He also told Xiaguan this way. Xiaguan asked again more than ten times, and it should be correct."

"The Spirit-Slaying Secret is cautious in its actions, and each person has different identities. How did the king of Handan Kingdom capture them?"

Fang Chen Dao.

Lin Hao: "There are also people from our Blood Spirit Sect in the Sword. This person informed us that we should cooperate with each other and set up a trap to capture these cultivators in the Sword Sword."

This is not surprising.

Fang Chen knew early on that the Spirit-Slaying Secret is not a single piece, and there are also cultivators of the Blood Spirit Sect lurking. On the contrary, there must be cultivators of the Spirit-Slaying Secret in the Blood Spirit Sect.

When the two sides compete, they competed with whom the news is more accurate and who had the more skillful methods. Even now, there will be casualties between each other.

"Why did the king of Handan keep them for doing something? Why didn't he kill them directly? What's the purpose?"

Fang Chen Dao.

Lin Hao: "He wants to use this as bait and set up a plan to make more spiritual cultivators come to rescue him."

"Aren't you afraid of the fusion stage monks intervening? Or is it that your Blood Spirit Sect has a spiritual immortal in charge."

Fang Chen smiled faintly and said, "Is this spiritual immortal planning to fish?"

A trace of shock flashed in Lin Hao's eyes. Even the spiritual immortal knew about it. Obviously, his understanding of the Blood Spirit Sect was surprisingly high.

Ordinary people only know the title of Lingjun, but they don’t know that the upper three levels of cultivators are called Lingxian in the Blood Spirit Sect.

Such an existence will not easily take the initiative, and may not personally interfere in the affairs of the Blood Spirit Sect for a hundred or two years, but will only plan behind the scenes.

Therefore, since the appearance of the Lingling Secret, the Blood Spirit Sect has never had a spirit immortal trapped in the Lingling Secret. At most, one or two people like Yaoyang Lingjun died.

"Sir, this matter cannot be confirmed, but the guess below is consistent with that of the adults. There should be a spiritual immortal in Handan Kingdom."

Lin Haodao.

Fang Chen asked dozens of questions one after another, and the scope of them was very wide.

"What role does Xu Qingsong, Dayandao Sect play in this matter?"

Fang Chen smiled faintly.

Lin Hao was stunned: "He is an immortal seed of the Dayan Taoist Sect. There should be no reason to join the Blood Spirit Sect, but I cannot guarantee this. Not everyone in the Blood Spirit Sect knows it."

"knew."

Fang Chen nodded with a smile and ordered Li Badao: "You can take him back."

"Sir, can you be an ordinary wandering soul and live in Frost Leaf City?"

Lin Hao asked quickly.

"As you, it's a big deal, but that's fine. I'll ask Lord Li to arrange a quieter room for you. If you suddenly think of anything in the future, you can tell Lord Li that he will tell me."

Fang Chen smiled faintly.

Lin Hao was very disappointed, but fortunately, the other party's words eased a little, and it seemed that he would not have to continue to be tortured.

"Can the other three Nascent Souls have any explanation?"

Fang Chen said again.

Li Badao shook his head gently: "These three people know nothing about the Blood Spirit Sect, and the officials plan to hold them over for another month."

"No need, just let them go. Anyway, Frost Leaf City is your territory. Under your nose, if they are weird, they will be more likely to show their strength."

Fang Chen Dao.

"What the lord said is very true."

Li Badao quickly bowed.

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For the past six months, the gate of Ziji Taoist Court has been very lively. Cultivators from all walks of life often arrive in a hurry just to watch the competition between Zhongtian Taoist Sect, one of the three major Taoist Sects of Zixu Kingdom, and the disciples under Ziji Taoist Sect.

Ziji Taoist practices Taoism, and Zhongtian Taoist sect also practices Taoism, but the former's inheritance is not as profound as the latter's. On weekdays, monks from all sides cannot even contact the disciples of Ziji Taoist sect, let alone seeing them fight with stronger geniuses, for monks from all sides, fighting between the two sides is a fate method, if you can understand some of them and gain endless benefits.

Bang!

Accompanied by a muffled sound, a disciple from Ziji Taoist Court squirted out a blood arrow and flew backwards for more than ten feet.

"I've given up."

His opponent just bowed with a calm expression, and then glanced at him:

"Can someone continue to come up and discuss with me, Yun?"

The monks from Zhongtian Dao Sect and the monks of Xuanhuang Palace all showed smug smiles.

Since Yun Tiancheng came on the court, he has defeated seven cultivators of the same level in succession, and has defeated Ziji Taoist Court and failed in ten games.

"Junior Brother Yun is born to be close to the power of the five elements. The same magic will be several times more powerful in his hands. I don't think it will take long to gain a foothold in the Taoist sect in the future. Perhaps even the Dayan Taoist sect will like him."

"Yes, fortunately, our Zhongtian Dao Sect is sharp-eyed, so we will first include Junior Brother Yun. In the future, even if he goes to the Dayan Dao Sect, we will still have a contribution from our Zhongtian Dao Sect and will never forget us."

The monks from Zhongtian Dao Sect whispered.

The monks of Xuanhuang Palace were also honored. After all, Yun Tiancheng walked out of Xuanhuang Palace. The stronger he is now, the more benefits the Xuanhuang Palace can get.

"I really didn't expect that in just a few decades, Yun Tiancheng's cultivation level had reached such an unfathomable state. I think it's not far from the Great Perfection of Foundation Establishment."

"In the past, he was the chief of Xuan Huang Palace Xuanmen. Even among his peers in Ziji Taoist Temple, he could not find many who could compete with him. He then joined the Zhongtian Taoist Sect. He practiced in the third-grade empire for many years, and it was normal to achieve such achievements."

"Yes, maybe next time I see him, I have to call you senior. The Golden Pill stage is far away for us, and for him, it seems to be within reach..."

The monks from all sides communicated secretly, and their eyes looked at Yun Tiancheng with envy and jealousy, wishing they could become Yun Tiancheng.

When Mu Zhaohe heard these whispers, his eyes flashed with jealousy.

He couldn't figure out why Yun Tiancheng was treated so favorably as well as a cultivator of the Blood Spirit Sect.

If it weren't for the continuous feeding of the Blood Spirit Divine Pill to Yun Tiancheng over the years, how could his cultivation level increase so quickly?

On the fairy boat, Fang Chen saw everything around him, including the out-of-body team led by Zhongtian Dao Sect, Chongxu Zhenren from Ziji Taoist Court, and Fang Jue, Xiao Niu Shit, Tianyin Fairy, and the Dongfang Catastrophe that successfully lost weight.

I haven't seen each other for decades, except for the Chongxu Zhenren, the rest of the world have changed a little.

Finally, his eyes fell on Yun Tiancheng. It seemed that his status in the Blood Spirit Sect had improved, and now his cultivation has reached the late stage of foundation building.

As soon as he saw him, Fang Chen remembered that he could start preparing for the promotion of the third level of Yanguang Divine Pupil.

"Is there no one?"

Yun Tiancheng shook his head slightly disappointed, and his eyes stayed on Fang Jue for a long time, but unfortunately the other party was not a fool and he didn't get into a trap at all.

"Ziji Taoist Temple...but so."

He chuckled, turned around and returned to the square formation of Zhongtian Dao Sect, and replaced another Zhongtian Dao Sect monk to the field.

The disciples of Ziji Taoist Court were all angry because of this sentence, and their eyes looked at Yun Tiancheng as if they were about to kill someone.
Chapter completed!